My Plug-in is Invincible

"This is the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique. It's indeed powerful."    

Although they haven't really made a move, Ao Mo could feel the strong pressure from the opponent's body.    

"As expected, Yang Jian didn't use his real strength when fighting Sun Wukong."    

Of course, this wasn't to say that Sun Wukong was weak.    

In fact, Sun Wukong was definitely a top talent.    

Based on the strength that he had displayed, it was not a problem for the current Golden Immortal Stage to deal with some of the other Taiyi Golden Immortal.    

After all, his birth had determined that he was extraordinary.    

He could only be considered an abnormal level expert.    

However, the problem was that Sun Wukong did not have enough time. He would be at a disadvantage if he was up against Yang Jian, the super pervert who cultivated the Eight-Nine Arcane Art.    

Yang Jian didn't know what Ao Mo was thinking at the moment, that once the Eight-Nine Arcane Art was used, it would be the time of true battle!    

The toughness of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art was something that many Dharma treasures found difficult to shake.    

The three-pointed, two-edged blade trembled, and immediately displayed an unimaginably terrifying sharpness.    

Then, a bright light flashed and arrived in front of Ao Mo.    

Ao Mo did not hold back. It was just as Yang Jian said, to defeat an opponent that he respected was to give him respect.    

At this moment, Ao Mo suddenly punched!    

At this point, Ao Mo actually didn't have a weapon.    

The thirty-six Pearl of Suppressing Sea were his magic treasures, and were several terrifying existences that were comparable to Innate Treasure s.    

But Ao Mo never used it as a weapon.    

In fact, he wasn't even relying on him!    

Ao Mo was very clear that the best weapon and support he had was his True Dragon body!    

"Aooo!"    

The roar of a dragon suddenly erupted!    

Immediately after, the dragon's might dispersed.    

In this instant, the astral wind dissipated!    

At this moment, an unimaginably powerful force rumbled.    

Dragon Fist! Who else could he be!    

Compared to the earlier punch he received from the three demon clan saints, Ao Mo's attack was undoubtedly more powerful and domineering.    

Three bladed blades, two pointed blades, slashing through the air.    

The blade shadow shattered, it was incomparably domineering!    

But this Dragon Fist was undoubtedly even more terrifying.    

This time, it was a huge dragon with blood-red scales that appeared.    

Boom!    

"Rumble …"    

The terrifying explosion of Yang Jian and Ao Mo's battle had even affected this area of Eternal Celestial Prison.    

That peerless berserk aura suppressed the Prison Overseer God, Wen Zhong and the rest's minds.    

The Empyrean God of Hell murmured to himself, "These two …" "He's really powerful …"    

Wen Zhong also shook his head with a smile and said: "Strong, that's for sure!"    

"Within the the Battle of Deification, Yang Jian has caused us so much trouble. His battle body that cultivates eight or nine profound arts is truly unimaginable."    

"As for Young Master, there's no need to talk about him anymore. Master said that Young Master has an extremely dense amount of Ancestral Dragon true blood."    

"And his body is even more extraordinary!"    

The Empyrean God of Hell immediately asked, "Then, who do you think will win?"    

Without any hesitation, Wen Zhong said, "It must be Young Master!"    

While the two of them were chatting, they didn't notice that Yang Chan, the little girl at the side, was extremely worried.    

One was her elder brother, while the other one was her elder brother, the one who had just saved her. Furthermore, he was her elder brother, the Dragon King Mo who had already entered her heart.    

"Brother, Brother Mo, you two …" Don't get hurt. "    

However, Little Yang Chan soon discovered that she actually hoped more for Brother Mo to win.    

"..."    

The thunderous sound finally dissipated.    

Yang Jian and Ao Mo still stood facing each other.    

It seemed that neither of the two had changed, and even their auras hadn't been disturbed.    

But at the next moment, Yang Jian's Tri-edged and Two-edged blade... Broken!    

Within a single move, the outcome of the battle had been decided!    

Yang Jian looked at the shattered blade and the shattered blade that was swept into the gale and then dissipated.    

For a moment, he was filled with regret.    

This three-pointed, two-edged blade was given to him by his Master. Within the the Battle of Deification, he could repeatedly achieve miraculous feats.    

It was like raising his own brother, but now … Broken.    

"I lost, thank you for being lenient."    

Since Ao Mo could shatter his blade, he could also shatter his body.    

Ao Mo's face was expressionless, but he said very seriously, "Yang Jian, are you really that reluctant?"    

"Just that, I'll ask your heart."    

"Actually, you yourself know very well that with this blade, you will have no chance of breaking through. Your obsession will become your shackle, so you cannot take another step forward."